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" O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot to play ; I fainted, sunk, and died away. "
Carminum rariorum macaronicorum delectus:: in usum ludorum Apollinarum, quae ... - Trang 136
bởi Andrew Duncan - 1813 - 144 trang
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Macphail's Edinburgh ecclesiastical journal and literary review, Tập 31-32

1861 - 858 trang
...My breath was gone, my voice was lost. " My bosom glowed : the subtle flame Вал quickly through my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung, My ears with hollow murmurs rung. " In dewy damps my limbe were chilled, My blood with, gentle horror thrilled ; My feeble pulse forgot...

Exercises in Orthography and Derivation

John Purdue Bidlake - 1861 - 186 trang
...dockyard. 5. He was duly installed into the office, with all the accustomed — and ceremonies. G. ' O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung, My ears with hollow murmurs — .' 7. " Put a — on his head, and shoes on his feet." 8. It is useless to repeat a lesson by —...

A progressive Latin anthology. [Ed.] by H.M. Wilkins

Henry Musgrave Wilkins - 1864 - 272 trang
...workings of passion on the human frame: — " My bosom glow'd ; the subtle flame Kan quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot...

The Works of Joseph Addison Complete in Three Volumes Embracing the ..., Tập 1

Joseph Addison - 1864 - 472 trang
...tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost : My bosom glow'd : the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung; My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chiird ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot...

The Lovers' Dictionary: A Poetical Treasury of Lovers' Thoughts, Fancies ...

J. H. - 1867 - 860 trang
...transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost ; My bosom glowed, the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chilled ; My blood with gentle horrors thrilled ; My feeble pulse forgot...

Singers and Songs of the Church: Being Biographical Sketches of the Hymn ...

Josiah Miller - 1869 - 668 trang
...\\iapo-rtpa St Troi'a? .I'ai'.'"Li«u &TFVOVS. ' My bosom glow'd ; the subtle flame Kan quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung, My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot...

Longinus. An essay on the sublime [tr.] by H.A. Giles

Dionysius Cassius Longinus - 1870 - 90 trang
...tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost. III. My bosom glowed; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung...hollow murmurs rung. IV. In dewy damps my limbs were chilled; My blood with gentle horrors thrilled; My feeble pulse forgot to play; I fainted, sunk, and...

The Epigrammatists: A Selection from the Epigrammatic Literature of Ancient ...

Henry Philip Dodd - 1870 - 652 trang
...tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost : My bosom glow'd ; the subtle flame Kan quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd ; My bloud with gentle horrors thrill'd; My feeble pulse forgot...

An Egyptian Princess, Tập 1-2

Georg Ebers - 1870 - 738 trang
...gone, my voice was lost." "My bosom glow'd ; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame ; On my dim eyes a darkness hung My ears with hollow murmurs rung ; "With dewy damp my limbs were chill'dj My blood with gentle horrors thrilled ; My feeble pulse forgot...

Golden leaves from the works of poets and painters, ed. by R. Bell

Robert Bell - 1872 - 420 trang
...breath was gone, my voice was lost. AMBROSE PHILIPS. My bosom glowed; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung; My cars with hollow murmurs rung: In dewy damps my limbs were chilled; My blood with gentle horrors thrilled...




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